The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Shen Ruyun was the closest to Shen Wenbo, and the dumpling's tail swept over her. She rolled her eyes and fainted from fright.

Lian'er shook her body and held Shen Ruyun tightly, shivering and calling out, "Little, miss..."

Shen Wenbo was so angry that he pulled out the dagger from his waist with his uninjured hand and was about to stab Danzi in the back.

"Duanzi." A cold voice came, and the dumpling immediately let go and retreated to Shen Yijia's side

The forelimbs are slightly bent, a posture of waiting.

Shen Wenbo fluttered in the air, clutching his bleeding hands and looking at the source of the sound with red eyes.

"Xiang Gong, why did you come out?" Shen Yijia heard the voice and turned around to see Lin Shao pushing Song Jingchen out and trotting over.

Song Jingchen took Shen Yijia's hand to examine it carefully, and after confirming that it was fine, he said, "I thought about coming out and have a look since you haven't gone back, are you scared?"

Shen Yijia was taken aback for a moment, and she blinked in confusion. She has always been amazing, how could she be frightened? It's not that the husband doesn't know...

"Achen!" Shangguan Yu stepped forward slowly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Shen Yijia tilted her head, looking at the expression on Shangguan Yu's face, her eyes were even more puzzled.

This man seems to be very acquainted with Xiang Gong.

Song Jingchen held Shen Yijia's hand before releasing it, then bowed his hands and bowed to Shangguan Yu: "Caomin has seen the Second Highness before, but he is disabled and unable to bow down, please forgive me."

Shangguan Yu paused for a while, stretched out his hand to support Song Jingchen's hand, shook his head and said in a familiar tone, "Achen, why do you and I need to talk about these false rituals?"

"Caomin dare not." Song Jingchen's tone was light, and his face was expressionless. Compared with Shang Guanyu, he looked a lot more indifferent.

"Achen, you..." Shangguan Yu sighed: "Anyway, you and I are brothers, so it's not right to see things like this."

Song Jingchen's hand on his lap tightened, and he lowered his eyes and repeated: "The grass people dare not."

Shangguan Yu shook his head helplessly and laughed at himself: "Are you blaming me for not being able to stop my father?"

Before Song Jingchen could open his mouth, Shangguan Yu's attendant who was holding an umbrella for him couldn't help but complain on his behalf: "Young Master Song, you can blame my Highness for this. In order to help you and the abolished Prince to intercede, my Highness was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Kneeling outside the door for a whole day and night..."

"Lian Shan, shut up." Shangguan Yu said with displeasure.

Lian Shan knew that his palace would not get angry easily, which was touching his bottom line.

He hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "Young man is talking too much, I beg His Highness to punish him."

Shangguan Yu shook his head, seemingly helpless: "Forget it, get up, don't do it again next time."

"Second Highness, my sister she..." Shen Wenbo stepped forward and tried to speak.

Naturally, he was not willing to let Shen Yijia go, but he also knew that for the time being, he would have nothing to do with her.

Shangguan Yu looked at Song Jingchen with some embarrassment. No matter how the two of them came with him, he couldn't leave it alone.

It's just that he didn't expect that the three brothers and sisters would be so arrogant.

Song Jingchen said in a low voice, "The family is poor, so I won't leave you here."

"You..." Shen Wenbo's face was sullen. They braved the snow to come to the door. Since they were not even allowed to enter, it would be too arrogant. Do you still think that he is the famous prince who used to be famous all over the world?

Shangguan Yu stopped him from what he was going to say next, and turned to Shen Yijia with a gentle smile: "I think it's thanks to the younger brother and sister who took care of Ah Chen during this time. Don't be annoyed."

Shen Yijia waved her hand indifferently: "I should take care of my husband, and besides, I'm not injured, why should I be angry."

Three shifts